Day 2 (10th July): Manali - Jam - Rohtang - Jispa (140 kms, 14 hrs)
The day began on a wrong note altogether - no water in our room’s bathroom. And mind you the room was not cheap at 2500 bucks. I have my doubts if we’ll stay there again. Aarti, who has been in love with that hotel for many years now, of course disagrees. Anyway, after running about and finally managing somehow, we left for Rohtang at 4:30 am. Satisfied that despite the water fiasco we did not get too late, we began the familiar climb to Rohtang. Much to our surprise, our permit was duly checked at Kothi by a policeman, who was wide awake even at that early hour. We reached Marhi by 6 am, and the road till there was excellent. However, that was the end of our good luck for the day.
That's Sachin's Scorpio which we first saw much before Marhi
Rohtang's climb was very pleasant untill all hell broke loose.
This fall just before Marhi has its own charm
As we looked above us from Marhi, we saw a line of vehicles standing still. At first glance they seemed to be stone pillars at the edge of the road, but on getting a closer look, our hearts sank. They indeed were vehicles, and not stones. Half an hour after Marhi, we hit the mother of all jams. It was only 6:30 in the morning, how could the jam already be so long, we wondered. That is when it struck us - these vehicles had been stuck since last night, or maybe even before that.
Thankfully, there were a few clouds that day
And that's the long queue.
A view of Marhi from above.
Paragliding and all other touristy activities continue uninterrupted.
I got out and walked a bit further, and then came back to tell Aarti that it was going to be a long day, with an initial estimate of 6 hours. In the next 8 hours, we moved about 4 kms. In between the intermittent crawling, we chatted with the trucks walas around us, napped and ate chips, cursing Rohtang all the while. An interesting conversation also happened with a fellow T-Bhpian, Sachin (airwolf9211) who was also stuck in the jam in his Scorpio. He told me about his escapades in the interiors of Changthang and driving on roads that we crave to explore one day. Some people are just lucky to have their work lead them to places like these.
7 hours later, we finally reached the spot which was the root cause of the massive jam. The slush at Rani Nallah and before it was the worst we’d ever seen, and no car crossing the ugliest 100 m stretch was able to make it in one go. A dozer was stationed nearby, which was helping, rather towing out all the vehicles from the slush. It was literally pushing the trucks out of the slush when they eventually got stuck after a futile momentum run. The poor taxis, however, were the worst hit. There was hardly any traction and pushing an Innova with a dozer would not have been the best of ideas.
A closer look at the ugly slush. Ugggh!
Doing a miserable stretch by gaining momentum. One vehicle at a time.
The most ugly stretch lies ahead.
It was hot as hell, and look how much clothing these guys were made to put on.
It was a royal mess, and although tired, we did not get frustrated and overall took the jam pretty well. Our destination for the day was Sarchu, but it soon dawned on us that there was no way we were going to make it there, lest we did some part of the drive post-sunset. This, however, was not an option as we wanted to take in the highway as much as we could in daylight. We re-evaluated our plan, and decided to stay the night at Jispa. The plan was to reach Leh in 3 days from Manali and somethings would have to go off our itinerary in order to make up for the lost 8 hours. Well, that’s the Manali-Leh highway for you, even the best laid plans have to be changed at the last moment. And I guess that’s the beauty of it all.
We somehow made it to the top by 2:30 pm, after having crossed the final slushy stretch in one go, all thanks to the 4L mode that Safari offers. What was surprising though was that even with a 205 mm GC, some stones did hit the underbelly of our car. After a quick stop at the pass to check for leakages beneath the vehicle, we proceeded towards Jispa. Rohtang’s descent was much better than its ascent. The road was not good, and was ridden with potholes, but at least it was not slushy.
This is still the worst stretch, it's difficult to shoot when the stretches are that bad.
Finally R-top.
The view towards Spiti.
Koksar lies up ahead.
A fabulous lunch of meat curry and rice happened at Koksar, the lovely, windy village after Gramphoo, known to be the coldest place in Lahaul. Thereafter, the road was like a runway, and even the fifth gear saw light of day! A few kilometers after Koksar, just before Sissu, we saw the mouth of the Rohtang tunnel on the other side of the Chandra river, the sight of which, after the 8 hour ordeal we’d been through earlier in the day, was very pleasing. Aarti promised God that she would distribute sweets and also come to Manali the very day the tunnel opens. For the first time, I agreed that Rohtang was not worth all that pain. After ogling at the tunnel for a bit, we went on.
The Chandra river after Koksar.
Our saviour, the other side of the Rohtang tunnel
A closer look of the tunnel
After a quick refuelling stop at Tandi, we moved on towards Keylong. We tried to log on to the net and also call a few people to update them about our freedom from the horrible jam, but the network was patchy, and we couldn’t. We finally reached Jispa around 6:30 pm, and headed straight for the Padma Lodge, where we’d stayed way back in 2008 when it was still under construction.
Gyanphang peak, above Gondla village - little snow left.
The biker in this shot added to the charm according to me.
Chandra spreads wide after Sissu, at least for a while.
A quaint village on the other side of Chandra. No roads, but still there's prosperity.
The road runs almost level with the river after Gondla, just before Tandi
The confluence of Chandra and Bhaga rivers, to make the mighty Chenab.
Another prosperous village post Koksar in the valley on the other bank of the river.
After checking in, we went down till the river, and were totally floored by its beauty. The way the beautiful Bhaga spreads out at Jispa is stunning. The icing on the cake was the early moonrise, which captured the attention of our cameras for quite sometime.
The Padma Lodge is a lovely place with nice and clean rooms, and a charming dining room on the first floor. And guess what, it does serve a holy drink made of malt and hops for those who are interested ;-). The Lodge has two buildings, and both are almost equally priced. We got to know later that Rahul Gandhi had done the Manali - Leh highway last year, and stayed at the same lodge.
Moon-rise was spectacular.
The peaks beyond Darcha as seen from Jispa.
This poor cow was tied up like a dog by its owner
We went for a walk till the river, it was nice.
Dying rays of the sun at Jispa
Although pretty tired, I could not bear the sight of Kiyang all muddy after Rohtang, and mustered some strength to clean it. Post my hard work, the shiny and clean Kiyang was all the reward I needed. We then had dinner, and hit the sack, listening to Bhaga’s pleasant roar.